Re: How do you deal with The Coachella Blues?

Usually a solid four days of drooling all over my pillow in a frenetic sleep, waking up morose and just sort of palming that drool all over my face in some sort of half-wakefulness stupor, then glaring at myself in the mirror and engaging in an internal monologue in which I berate myself for being such a pathetic waste of matter.

Re: How do you deal with The Coachella Blues?

... for some reason it'd be hotter if it was less sentimental and more demented. Like, wearing the dress and sitting under a pier for hours with your back against a pylon, repeatedly throwing your head back into the dense wood and mumbling angrily to yourself.

Re: How do you deal with The Coachella Blues?

Originally Posted by guedita

Usually a solid four days of drooling all over my pillow in a frenetic sleep, waking up morose and just sort of palming that drool all over my face in some sort of half-wakefulness stupor, then glaring at myself in the mirror and engaging in an internal monologue in which I berate myself for being such a pathetic waste of matter.

Originally Posted by guedita

Eventually, I muster up the energy to fix myself a cup of tea.

But then I smash the cup on the floor and let the hot water scald my bare feet because I need to feel alive again.

Originally Posted by guedita

Then it should also be noted that for the duration of all of these coping methods, I wear a shimmery negligee that flutters in the wind as I stand, contemplating my sad and lonely state of affairs.

Originally Posted by guedita

Well. I mean, I stand in said negligee in front of the refrigerator, staring blankly at an expired carton of milk.

Originally Posted by guedita

Unwrapping an entire bag of baby bell cheeses and then balling up the red wax into a giant ball and trying to stuff it down my throat.